About Me

Outbox me
Try to box me out

I'm on another level
I cop sum Basquiat

While you stand
In line for shoes
I knock verses out

You gon ball now
I ball later
Puttin down
On a house

I was young too
Lil fool
Into materialistics

Talks with
Some CEOs
Redirected the vision

Steakhouse
And bistro
That's my choices
For dinner

Wake up
And catch flight
Land
And hop in
A sprinter

Who are you
Nigga, no
Who am I

I could say
I hate the spotlight
I'd be telling a lie

With enough
Self esteem
To know that
I'm really fly

And some
Hittas on my team
So know you
Could really die

Red velvet
Red leather
So it all
Blends in

Red bottoms
On my shoes
You ain't know
That's Louboutin

Club gettin hot
Like who lettin
All these tools in

Smokin on
Ya homie
In a fronto
Make a wish for Ten

Ride around
The city
While I listen
To fifty
Many men
Hating
My presence
Make niggas iffy

Run a circle
Round you mama
I'm leaving these
Hoes dizzy

See em
Out in public
Don't speak
They in a frenzy

White girls
Up in the trap
We call em Lindsey

Adding two clips
To the gun
Now it's a glizzy

He thinkin
That the tool
Jammed up
But it was empty

I don't care
What time it is
Pour up the Remy

Pour it up

Then go get it
Gon really
Feel me

Game is not
Based off sympathy
Or your feelings

We on the
Way to board
The next plane
And handle business

You can
Change ya address
If you handle the business

You can change
Your neighbors
And whips
Stick to the mission

Start a business
Make it all back
Stick to the vision

When you put
Ya team on the map
Gon feel the tension

When you make
It out of they trap
Gon feel the tension